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I feel slightly less nice. It's hard to tell, however, if that's because I'm no longer affected by what seems to have been (at least reading everyone else's journal) a horrid prank, or because it's been replaced by a sense of deep satisfaction that I have finally owled the lawyers regarding both divorcing Narcissa and disowning Draco.
I'm going to assume that it's the deep satisfaction. Perhaps it is not a nice feeling, and I have grown rather accustomed to those, but it is a genuine one. And the fact remains that neither of them can be tolerated any longer.
I have not heard from Harry Potter - I am forced to assume that he has taken advantage of Narcissa's offer. We shall see.
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| Time: | 12:01 pm. |
| Mood: |  happy. |
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It's as if I've woken from a bad dream to realise that really, things are not that bad. It's generated a long list of things to do, however.
I have to make time today to speak to Dobby. We - particularly Narcissa - really did treat him shamefully while he was still our elf, and that must be rectified in whatever way it can be.
Also, it's a lovely day, so I should suggest to my guards, who are doing such an excellent job of protecting me from my enemies - I do apologise for the inconvenience - that we visit Diagon Alley; I haven't had Fortescue's ice cream in years. Today seems like such a good day for that sort of thing.
Unfortunately, while there, I'll have to also speak to my lawyers. I find that I cannot tolerate Narcissa at all; she is a scheming, useless cow that apparently was born to go through money like water, and I do not wish to associate further with her. Divorce seems the only reasonable option.
Nor with Draco for that matter. But then, the flaws of the bloodline are borne out in the offspring. He is an intolerable little prat.
Of course, considering Draco leads me to consider his education as well. Severus, ah Severus - have I told you lately that I consider you to be an ineffective teacher and a barely-passable human?
I wonder if Harry Potter would consider allowing me to adopt him - the idea was brought up, rather crudely, by Narcissa, but I do not believe that she is a fit parent at all, and she should be prevented from such a course by any means necessary.
At any rate. I am off to eat ice cream and speak to my lawyers.
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Thursday, June 17th, 2004
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| Time: | 11:12 am. |
| Mood: | amused. |
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Rumours that I will remain in my bed for the rest of the year have proved greatly mistaken.
I apologise for the disappointment I know you must be feeling.
And I suppose it's time to set about my end of the bargain. I do, in fact, intend to keep it, you may rest assured.
( Private )
( Private to Professor Lupin )
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